It wasn’t Gu Yan’s first time experiencing this kind of ice cold feeling that showed no signs of life. When he had first used summoning magic to summon the other person to him, his hand had also moved towards the other person… Oh wait, it should be towards the other person sickle and he even touched it a few times.
When Gu Yan had accidentally touched his fingers, he instantly felt this kind of pure, chilling cold.
But there were several differences between now and then. This time, he was being wrapped in the other’s embrace. The cold aura now completely enveloped his body, and Gu Yan felt as if he had been shoved into a freezer.
His body involuntarily shivered from the cold.
The heart of the god that symbolizes darkness and death had, during a massacre, gone as cold as his body’s temperature; Ice-cold to the point of unfeeling.
But this handsome Death God was currently, carefully hugging the magician who had mercilessly attacked him with a Magic Star bomb, eyes drooping slightly.
Sensing the body within its embrace shivering, a hint of light surfaced within the Death God’s pitch black eyes. He lightly pressed his thin pursed lips onto the youth’s earlobes, already in the process of pulling back his body’s chilling aura.
From a freezer to a regular air-conditioned room, Gu Yan felt more comfortable than before. In the meantime, he was thinking about an extremely grave matter.
Accidentally domestically abused my family’s lover, what to do—??
Gu Yan could ascertain that, before he had entered this bitplane space, his family’s Qiuqiu was definitely not in control of the Death God’s body, but just now…
He had actually solidly landed a Magic Star Bomb on his lover’s body. Thinking of this point, the corner of Gu Yan’s eyes uncontrollably twitched, his expression complicated.
He realised that the moment the other had taken control of the Death God’s body was when he had looked over. However, he had already finished chanting the incantation at that time. The Magic Star Cannon landing on the other’s form had also caused a distinct chain of numerical damage to surface.
“Does it hurt?” Gu Yan turned himself around. Having remembered the position where the Magic Star Cannon had landed, he reached a hand out to probe at the position of the black-robed Death God’s wrist.
Players had all lowered their pain sensitivity in game, to the point where no matter how much they were beaten up, they still wouldn’t feel anything. Meanwhile, Gu Yan didn’t know whether his family’s lover had lowered that setting when he was controlling the BOSS’s form
Being asked that, the godly handsome face lowered even further. He had noticed that when the youth asked the question, his gaze held concern mixed with guilt.
The master of the Underworld region could finally feel the body warmth that belonged to humans when his wrist was touched by the youth, separated by his clothes.
“Not too painful.” The Death God’s originally pitch black eyes were now distinctly reflecting the youth’s figure in front of him. Putting away his terrifying sickle overflowing with a deathly aura, the god in control of the Underworld chose to answer in a sly manner.
Neither confirming nor denying, compared to these two, the answer ‘not too painful’ would be even more likely to cause someone to feel guilty. This way, the youth before him would care for him some more out of guilt.
The feelings module in the light brain was a new function. Compared to the completely matured yet still constantly updating system module of his, his feelings module was still relatively lacking behind. However, this kind of ‘lacking behind’ was only his own opinion. Reality proved that, in terms of capturing a person’s heart, even professional psychologists might not be able to beat Asa.
As expected, this answer caused Gu Yan to frown. Currently, the attractive Death God was quietly standing before him. His secretive black cloak’s sleeve was slightly wider and longer, just happening to completely cover the wrist. The exposed fingers were long and distinct. Even though his skin color was pale grey, this pair of hands were still nice to look at as usual.
Adding on to the other’s droopy expression as he looked over silently, there would probably be no one who would think that this pair of good-looking hands were previously wielding a horrifying weapon. They also wouldn’t think of how the other person would have a cold unfeeling attitude when he was using this weapon to slaughter.
The god that symbolizes death was now docile and standing quietly, his head lowered to lightly kiss the side of the youth’s neck, like a wild cat that was willingly offering itself to be tamed.
“… It’s red.” Pulling up his sleeve slightly, Gu Yan’s face was conflicted as he stared at the conspicuous patch of red on the pale grey skin. He stayed silent as he lightly rubbed at the area with the pad of his fingers for a while, wanting to rub the patch of redness away.
However, after rubbing for a while, probably because of the color of his skin, the colour was still extremely eye-catching. This made Gu Yan’s expression even more complicated and conflicted.
Accidentally abused his family’s lover, plus it seems to have been quite harsh, what to do—?!
Seeing the youth’s change in expression, the hint of light in the Death God’s black eyes became even brighter, but he lowered his head even more to hide his gaze. Following that, he very naturally kissed the side of the youth’s neck again, “Kiss me.”